I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

A figure flashed in the dense forest.

A green-faced man in black came back with a malicious smile on his face.

"It's you!"

The purple-clothed woman's face changed when she saw the person coming.

She looked down again and saw that a purple spike as thick as a finger had pierced her shoulder.

"How dare you sneak attack!"

The purple-clothed woman's pretty face was full of anger, and she glared at Phosphorus Disperser.

"Hehe... This is called all is fair in war!"

"Hmph, aren't you afraid of offending my Yaoyue Sect?"

Phosphorus Fire Sanren grinned and said, "I've heard that the women of Yaoyue Sect are all born with natural beauty, beautiful faces, and are very good at the art of Yin and Yang. They are the nightmares of all male warriors.

However, I also heard that if you can subdue such female cultivators and make them into furnaces for your own nourishment, the taste is wonderful. I have wanted to experience it for a long time. It's a rare opportunity today.

Your experience in the martial arts world is so shallow. You should have just come down the mountain to travel. Just now at the auction, you also snatched away the high-level yellow-grade body movement.

This time, both the person and the treasure belong to me!"

"Hmph, you are dreaming!"

The purple-clothed woman snorted coldly, and purple light burst out from her sleeves. A sword light directly attacked Phosphorus Fire Sanren's face.

The latter waved her hand, sweeping out a mysterious claw shadow to block the sword light, and the two immediately fought.

The purple-clothed woman's swordsmanship was mysterious, and the sword light in her hands was connected into one piece, sweeping fiercely at the opponent.

Phosphorus Fire Wanderer was not willing to be outdone, and a pair of metal claws covered his palms, leaving claw marks all over the sky to compete.

The two fought fiercely for more than ten rounds, and it was difficult to determine the winner.

Suddenly, the purple-clothed woman groaned, and a flaw suddenly appeared in her continuous sword momentum.

Phosphorus Fire Wanderer seized the opportunity and hit her abdomen with a claw, and her body flew backwards.

The purple-clothed woman staggered to stabilize her body, glanced at the wound on her abdomen, and then looked at her right shoulder, the purple spike.

The blood at the wound had actually been frozen, and a thick layer of frost had formed on the surface.

A bone-chilling breath was transmitted from this wound to the whole body.

The flaw in her sword momentum just now was also caused by this chill.

"Hehe... How does my purple flame black ice cone taste?"

Phosphorus Fire Sanren said with a proud smile: "This poison cone is made of the bones of the purple flame black ice beast.

The extremely cold mysterious energy in it, once entering the human body, can freeze the warrior's mysterious energy, making the warrior's ability to move gradually slow down.

Although this is not a serious poison, it will take at least several hours to refine it to return to normal, which is enough for me to take you down!"

After that, Phosphorus Fire Sanren launched a fierce attack on the purple-clothed woman again.

The two sides fought again, and the purple-clothed woman's sword power really weakened a bit, and the originally flexible sword moves gradually became slower.

The two sides fought for several rounds, and the purple-clothed woman had more scars on her body, and the situation became more dangerous.

Phosphorus Fire Sanren took out a green long banner, infused it with mysterious energy, and waved the long banner in his hand.

Several groups of green fireballs emitting scorching temperatures, driven by the long banner, blasted towards the purple-clothed woman together.

Feeling the power of these green fireballs, the purple-clothed woman's pretty face changed color, and she quickly offered a "silver ring" in her hand.

The ring floated above her head, sweeping out a stream of silver light, constantly knocking away those fireballs, and preventing them from getting close at all.

Then, the purple-clothed woman offered two more talismans.

The talisman paper burned, one red and one blue, and two mysterious lights immediately enveloped her.

Even if the claw shadow of the phosphorus fire wanderer came close to her, it would be offset by most of the power when it fell on the two mysterious light shields, and it would be difficult to hurt the purple-clothed woman.

Seeing the purple-clothed woman offering extraordinary treasures to protect herself one after another, the phosphorus fire wanderer's face changed slightly.

The other party can have so many protective treasures, presumably, this woman has a high status even in the Yaoyue Sect.

But now that he has taken action and offended the other party, he can only bite the bullet and take this woman down.

Phosphorus Fire Wanderer made up his mind and attacked more and more frantically, constantly bombarding the silver ring on the woman's head with blue fireballs.

At the same time, he used his claws to tear off the amulet light on the opponent's body.

The purple-clothed woman felt her body becoming more and more stiff, and her blood and profound energy gradually stagnated. She couldn't help but feel anxious.

If this goes on, she can't hold on for too long.

Turning her head to look at Zhao Heng who was lying on the grass not far away.

At this moment, there was no breath left on the opponent's body. It should be that he was hit in the vitals by the purple fire and profound ice cone just now, and died.

"Alas... If I had known this, I shouldn't have used the soul-bewitching technique to control his mind just now.

If he was alive, I could still use him to help me resist a little."

The purple-clothed woman felt a trace of regret in her heart.

Seeing that Phosphorus Fire Wanderer's attack was getting more and more fierce, in order to save her life, she also gritted her teeth, suddenly pinched her fingers, and her eyes shone with a strange light.

"Phantom of the Soul!"

"Swoosh...!"

Two purple-red rays of light suddenly shot out from the purple-clothed woman's eyes, and at an incredible speed, they sank into Phosphorus Fire Wanderer's eyes.

Phosphorus Fire Wanderer was caught off guard, and his body suddenly froze, standing still.

The purple-clothed woman also froze in place.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

As the purple-clothed woman's eyes flashed rapidly.

A ball of pink light flew out from her forehead, and floated directly above Phosphorus Fire Wanderer's head.

As an invisible attraction emanated, Phosphorus Fire Wanderer, who had a dull look below, suddenly showed a look of painful struggle.

Then, a ball of spiritual light on his head slowly emerged from his forehead, and he was still struggling.

At this time, the ball of pink light in the void was like a big hand covering it.

Cover the spiritual light above the head of Phosphorus Fire Wanderer and pull it out continuously.

If there are innate masters watching the battle here, they can see that the two are fighting with their spiritual consciousness at this moment.

The purple-clothed woman wants to use the secret technique of spiritual consciousness to forcibly extract the soul of Phosphorus Fire Wanderer and severely injure him.

Phosphorus Fire Wanderer relies on his will to resist the invasion of the other party.

The spiritual power of both sides has entered a tug-of-war. It seems that the power is not obvious, but it is extremely dangerous.

Any mistake on either side may bring a fatal threat.

Just as the two were caught in a silent fight.

In the dark forest, a pair of black and shiny eyes quietly opened and closed.

At this time, Zhao Heng's palm covering his heart was tightly holding a purple bone cone.

After the bone cone penetrated the clothes, it was blocked by a red bellyband and failed to pierce Zhao Heng's body, but only caused some concussion damage.

Just now, Zhao Heng used the Qi-Looking Technique to block the breath of his whole body and create the illusion of death.

Until this moment, seeing the purple-clothed woman and Phosphorus Fire Wanderer fighting with their spiritual consciousness, Zhao Heng finally took action.

He did not see any extra movements, but his eyes flashed, and the spiritual power in his mind poured out, condensing into two cold spikes.

"Ghost Spike!"

The two cold and sharp spiritual spikes fiercely pierced the purple-clothed woman and Phosphorus Fire Wanderer's spiritual consciousness.

The two were caught off guard and were hit head-on by the ghost spikes.

"Ah...!"

Then, two shrill screams sounded at the same time, and the two people's spiritual consciousness was like being struck by lightning, and instantly retracted to the top of the head.

The next moment, Phosphorus Fire Wanderer's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his face changed drastically.

He did not say a word and fled directly.

At the same time, the purple-clothed woman's pretty face turned pale, her body shook, and she fell to the ground.